I just completed, literally, 27 pages of paperwork for Sammy to be transitioned to the treatment foster home on Friday. This does not include copies of insurance cards, birth certificates, social security cards, etc. Sammy's "file" in my home easily measures 12 inches.

I understand the necessity of all the papers, and the new home needing to know everything about my son, but some of this stuff is just plain repetitive. Three different places it asked me for the diagnoses of his mental illness along with the medications... more